I reluctantly attended my ten-year high school reunion (mostly because friends of mine had organised it and I would've felt guilty otherwise). But it was all right; as much as I hate small talk I enjoyed catching up with the people whom I was genuinely interested in finding out about. I didn't win the wine draw, sadly, but I still had a good time.
Above is Melanie, a friend of mine from grade eight right up to graduation. I let her pierce my navel with a sewing needle when we were 15. We were double-cast in both our Acting 12 productions, which made costume-sharing fun since her breasts were much larger than mine. She was my first girl-kiss.
Shortly after I moved to Omaha she moved up north with her children and husband, so this was the first time I'd seen her since the summer of 2002.
No comments:
Post a Comment